Chapter 917

Lingyu watched him run away. There was a little smile in his eyes. Lingjue was more and more interesting.

Lingjue stood at the intersection blowing the wind, with some helpless expression on her face. She looked at the sky. Before, she thought that she was a man, so she took the elder martial brother as her brother. In this case, she would sit on the sofa and wait for him.

Now that she understood her own situation, she understood that when there was a person in her heart, it was not good to see who was naked.

"What are you thinking Behind her, a man grabbed her shoulder and looked at him jokingly.

Lingjue quickly dodged and looked at him slightly alienated. "Elder martial brother, hurry up, dad has been waiting for a long time."

She said quickly to the front, not back.

Ling Yu looks at Ling Jue's back thoughtfully, and feels that he is very different.

When lingjue came home, his father was drinking wine, and his face was intoxicated.

"And your senior brother?"

"In the back." Lingjue sat next to him and took a bowl to eat.

On the dining table are his father's best dishes, as well as his favorite steamed dumplings. Today he steamed two cages.

"Your elder martial brother burp ~ ~ he is twenty-two years old ~ ~ burp ~"

lingjue is used to it. He doesn't drink himself every festival. Then he runs out and comes back tomorrow.

"He has achieved a lot now. You learn to burp from him more. If you are obedient to him a little bit, I'll be at ease."

lingjue's mouth. In her opinion, elder martial brother is a jobless vagrant who does nothing every day. Where are the two words of success?

At this time, the man who was following came in. He was wearing a black shirt and sat opposite the elder.

"Here we are." The elder saw him chuckle and handed him a glass of wine. "Happy birthday."

Lingjue's hand, look up at him, his birthday today?

Lingyu mouth slightly Yang received, "Tongle."

The elder shook his head. "Cheers."

“……” Lingjue is having a meal. His father, who was drunk just now, is so energetic now?

What's more, why is Tongyue?

Today is his birthday, not his father's.

"In a word, we've known each other for ten years."

"Well." Lingyu has been drinking wine, just smiled.

"Ten years is like a dream."

"Dream or reality, who can tell."

"Yes, as if I thought she was still there."

“……” Lingyu didn't speak. He poured his slender fingers into his mouth.

"You say, can life come back?" The elder looked out of the window quietly, "when can we cultivate the past generation of Gu? How nice to have another one..."

Again, everything will be different.

"Drink in the bar." Ling Yu filled him up, and the two continued to drink.

Lingjue felt that these two people were not apprentices, but old friends.

"Drink!"

Lingjue didn't speak all the time, but they were helpless to see the two of them. A pot of wine was drunk by both of them.

And father has been drunk, he blushed, stood up shakily, "I have to go out to blow the wind."

Lingjue looked at Lingyu, who was sitting next to him. He opened another jar of wine and poured lingjue a glass of wine. "Drink some wine and pour sorrow."

Lingjue looked at him like this, and suddenly thought of fengyulin at that time. He let himself smoke.

"I don't need wine."

"How can the world be free from melancholy, but it is not willing to disclose it to others."